At all

Long since given up defining myself

Borders are too malleable. moveable. manipulatable. 

Now I can’t even figure out how I’m being defined

I don’t even know the me that they say I am.

So I don’t know who to be

At all.

Growing

The elation of giving everything

is rarely fed when falling short.

Failure is growth

and growth is a son of a bitch.

a real hail storm.

fight club.

sea sickness out on the open ocean.

just jump in already.